Throwing shapes is what this body's built for All I need is an equal on the dance floor I die inside when someone's clapping out of time A good sense of rhythm, it can be pretty hard to find
But I caught a glance from the guy With the deepest, darkest brown eyes And I feel the crowd gather round As we're moving to the pounding and I'm like
WOW, that boy can really dance now
Most guys I meet need a teacher on the dance floor But he's like a lion, like an eagle, like a matador I can't believe I've got his full attention I am the envy of everybody in the room
And I got my dance with the guy with the deepest, darkest brown eyes And I feel the crowd gather round As we're moving to the pounding and I'm like